Hu Ye said: "Gratitude is a kind of cultural literacy, a kind of ideological realm, a kind of life attitude, and a kind of social responsibility.

The fallen leaves hovering in the air, composing a touching music, which is the gratitude of the fallen leaves to the big tree that nourishes it, and the white clouds drifting in the blue sky, depicting a touching picture, which is the gratitude of the white clouds to the blue sky that nourishes it.

Some people say that gratitude is a shoe, and wearing it can make us walk like a fly on the road of life. And I think that gratitude is more like the flowers in life that are not grateful. Because of gratitude, our lives become colorful.

Gratitude is a peony. Everyone knows the amazing peony, but not many people can really sink their hearts to appreciate the beauty. Like, everyone knows that our parents gave us selfless love, but not many of us have truly learned to be grateful to our loved ones. In this world, in the midst of all living beings, we can have no friends, no classmates, and even no brothers and sisters, but we can't do without our parents. It is our parents who give us flesh and blood, raise us to grow up, and teach us to know ourselves, understand the world, and be a useful person. Father's love is a mountain, great, solid and broad, he taught us to be strong, to remember tolerance, to know self-control. Mother's love is the sea, warm, selfless and delicate. She taught us how to be kind to everyone and everything in the world with love. As long as you cherish the happiness in your life, one day you will find that the father who is always angry at himself and the mother who always loves to nag hide deep love under their disguise. Gratitude is a peony, he told us that if we want to learn to be grateful, we must first learn to be grateful to our relatives.

Gratitude is Lamei. Whenever the cold wind is cold, the white flowers wither, but the plum, the stronger the wind, the more beautiful it will be. Like, for those who have hurt us, some people's gratitude is like a white flower in the cold winter, withered. And some people's gratitude is like Lamei. Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuan, has been plotting to kill Mu Rongbo all his life to avenge the murder of his wife. But when Mu Rongbo fell in front of him, he found that it was this enemy who gave him the strength to live, and the enemy died as if the sky had fallen, and he had no purpose in life. So, be thankful to those who hurt us! It is they who have honed our minds. Thank you to those who whipped us! They are the ones who strengthen our fighting spirit. Thank you to those who laughed at us! It is they who strengthen our faith. Gratitude is Lamei, which tells us to learn to be grateful, and also to learn to be grateful to our "enemies".

Gratitude is Snow Lotus. Snow lotus blooms on the vast snow with a beauty like no other in the world, and only those who cross the mountains can appreciate this beauty. Like, everyone's destiny is beautiful, but only those who have crossed the ups and downs of fate can get this beauty. The god of fate is harsh on Hawking in the eyes of ordinary people. He could not speak with his mouth, nor could he stand on his legs. He was still satisfied: a moving finger, a thinking brain...... These are Hawking's gratitude in the face of fate. Gratitude is Snow Lotus, which tells us that to learn to be grateful is to learn to be grateful for the fate of all our relatives and "enemies".

Life is always mixed with joy and pain. However, as long as you learn to be grateful for the fate of all your relatives and enemies that have been brought to you, your life will become more beautiful under the embellishment of the ungrateful flower of gratitude.

With a grateful heart, look at the life we are experiencing, the life around us, and take care of it to avoid trauma. Grateful for life, in order to repay the gift of life, we should not despise and waste each person's only one life course, waste youth, a life of mediocrity, but should let life reach a new height, reflect the value of life, make life more meaningful, and show the wonder that life should have.

The ancient road of the countryless forest, the small bridge and flowing water, the willow bank, the poignant beauty of the wind and the waning moon. There is no bustling city, dotted with stars, and the lights are bright at night. There is no vast sea, magnificent waves, and a magnificent view as far as the eye can see. Some are just the boring pastime of life.

A friend once said to me, "Life is like a collection of essays, those who don't understand it find it boring, and those who understand it say that it is timeless." "I felt that it was very so, and then I went to understand life. Wandering around the house, endless loneliness hits, and thinking of school trivialities, it is not very worrying. Life has not yet begun to feel and feel that it is boring, so I decided to find the true meaning of life the next day. In the morning light, stepping into the park, I want to find its true meaning in this rare seclusion. The winding path, long and fresh, the lake is covered in the shadow of the trees, the water is rippling, extremely charming, and the worries between the eyebrows are gone. Soak up the sun, enjoy the autumn breeze, look forward to the blue sky, and feel the agility and harmony of nature.

Time flies like flowing water, the sunset sets, the endless microwaves, reflecting the sunset, the indescribable sloppiness, even if there is any depression, this ethereal scene is gone. When the purple night comes, I still hesitate on the streets, feeling that today's trip, suddenly looking at the stars in the sky, epiphany, the stars in the sky, the street lights, are silently reflected with the light of my soul, and the true meaning of life is in it.

The next day, I imagined at home, that I could understand the true meaning of life if there was a scene, and that I could feel the worries without a scene, and whether the scenery was the key to it. Looking out the window, the people in the town are busy, and they can also feel it, isn't it also a picture of the beauty of life? Oh, it turns out that living in its state of mind, what you think, what you can get in return. As long as you let go of selfishness, desire, narrow-mindedness, have a tolerant heart, feel with love, and influence with affection, life is in it.

For college students, it is necessary to establish a correct view of love. Sensationalism confession, although it can create a momentary romantic trend, is not necessarily a rational and wise choice. Less impetuousness and more introspection will only be beneficial and harmless. As for the shouts and cheers of the classmates, most of them are just spectators, hoping that the conflict of the "drama" will escalate to a climax. If you really want to be yourself, how many people are willing to copy this scene? Don't let it lead you to it, and fall deeper and deeper into the wrong path.

Love is a one-way street, there can be no turning back, and there is no choice. You've taken this one-way street, and turning back is a violation. The vehicles coming and going on this road are the people who come and go in life, and once you get on this one-way street, the speed, road conditions and driving distance are only in your own control. There are times when you think, turn around and go back. But don't forget, this is a one-way street, and you can only choose again until you reach the end, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you still have to reach the end. Since you are embarking on this path of believing in love, you must be clear that this one-way road requires you to give up a few things.